It was a lovely sight and I remember saying so. I checked his profile and found that, unlike ninety percent of the guys on there, he wasn’t from the...States, but lived within ten miles of my home. So we chatted and over a period of a few days, had determined that he was completely inexperienced, had only dreamt of going with a guy, but really was serious in wanting to try it out. Ever the optimist, I invited him over. It took a bit of persuasion I can tell you, describing what I would. His tongue reached the inside of her thigh. Licked back and forth. He got near her pussy. Very near it. She could feel his breath against her lips. She arched up. He chuckled. “Do you want it?” “God, yes, please.” “What do you want?” “Lick me. Please lick me.” “Lick what?” “My pussy. My clit. Please.” “Louder.” “PLEASE. PLEASE LICK MY--”The touch of his tongue shocked her. Very, very lightly, his tongue brushed against her lips. Teased them, one after the other, licking from bottom to top. She. He appeared more masculine than his son. I have seen his lusty looks over my boobs and ass. My MIL died long ago and therefore I thought this old man must be very hot going without sex for so many years. Every morning he used to do exercises and yoga in our drawing room which was fully visible from my room. He did all his exercises bare bodied in only his frenchies. From the corner of my room I observed his nude body nearly every morning. At his crotch I observed a massive hard on which. She slipped her clothes off, with a part of her mind wondering that she was prepared to do that in front of a stranger, but Queenie was slipping hers off as well, so it was all right after all. As Jacqui moved towards the bed it seemed natural and right for her friend to pull her gently across her knee and start to stroke her arse and then to pat it and then to spank it quite hard."Just si-hic-x, that'sh the rulesh," said Jacqui, but her new found friend understood and loved her so much that.